Hotplate - Moody Good, Knytro, Prolix

If life is a box of chocolates, damn I sure got my pick

Cruising on the worn chords of a Megatropolis

If you read the synopsis, the read should be redonkulous

Blow your fucking mind like, frozen as a Klondike

I know, right?

So don’t play boy!

Hugh the Hefner you?

Tryna be a playboy?

She ain’t step to you cause she ain’t want your name boy

So we dismember you, turning red to rain boy

Well then, tell your friends I could give a flying

Funky rhinoceros octopuses are delish

Yep, this is my kinda dish, where da fish?

Where da fakes at?

Gobble down a billion of dem bitches

On a supersonic wave while y’all living so ridiculous

Fictitious like you may be a little over-drinking

Overthinking what you thinking?

She is not the one to play with

She will set you up and now you’re stuck between two different cages so you’re

Done, done, done

Dubplate

Done, done, done

Done, done, done

Your aim is wasted

I ain’t mean to throw it in ya face kid, now you’re

Done, done, done

So strapped, with a low cap, wanna know how I got this sickness?

I jumped into a swimming pool, eccentric as a Kendrick

Life is good as it gets, Mr. Jones' interest

No stepping on the pedal without the physical fitness

Bear witness, Rambo in the Lambo

Saddle up the horsepower, travel while we rattle

All the windows like a cymbal, assemble every single

Individual musical symbol like a synth or signal so you’re… done

Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dub, dubplate

Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dubplate, dubplate

Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dub, dubplate

Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dubplate, dubplate

No Mario, so sorry yo but this ain’t no game, boy

I be on my Luigi so this kart keep switchin' lanes, boy

We make noise, take noise, recreate into a great noise

Lace it up and turn the bass way up and make your face shift shape like (oi oi

oi oi oi)

Olly olly oxen free, is this as real as it could be?

I’m, I’m pretty sure it is, just stick around and you may

See it for yourself and bear witness to everything that you believe in

Leavin' not even the smallest thought behind for any reason

Listen up, I’m here to jam, peanut butter in the sand

Wish that I could kiss the hand of the spaceship in command

So highly in demand, like the remote is in your hand

To help you watch the play before you even press it down

The microchip response sends a message to the sound

The sound travels through the waves that you are hearing now

So if you’re in the clouds, which dimension is around?